Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't Trust 'Em, artist - T-Rock. Date of issue: 24.01.2000
Song language: English
Don't Trust 'Em |
| My nigga told me once don’t you trust them motherfuckers |
| They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers |
| My nigga told me once don’t you trust them motherfuckers |
| They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers |
| My nigga told me once don’t you trust them motherfuckers |
| They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers |
| My nigga told me once don’t you trust them motherfuckers |
| They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers |
| You trust no, you trust no fucking bitch |
| 'Cause if you trust a fucking bitch you be in a ditch |
| Oh no you let a hoe set you up and now its time to let these hoes know the score |
| You kickin' in some doors, you lay them on some floors |
| You put the gun to they motherfucking fore' bro |
| Easy fucking come, easy fucking go |
| I kill a hoe like I kill a fucking nigga bro |
| I thought you fucking knew, you fucking with the six |
| You fuck with us we put your body in a fucking ditch |
| Bitch, you done fucked around with a clique |
| Clique of motherfuckers that’s sick, bitch |
| We don’t trust no hoe, we don’t trust no man |
| We got our own fucking thing, don’t you understand |
| Now how the fuck a hoe’s think they taking something |
| You take nut, you only take the fucking drama |
| My nigga told me once don’t you trust them motherfuckers |
| They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers |
| My nigga told me once don’t you trust them motherfuckers |
| They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers |
| My nigga told me once don’t you trust them motherfuckers |
| They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers |
| My nigga told me once don’t you trust them motherfuckers |
| They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers |
| How could you betray your folk |
| Haters like you should be smoked |
| Killed, wrapped in plastic body bags 'cause your comatose |
| Trick we coming after ya |
| Death is looking drastical |
| Strapped up spectacular |
| Then, suck blood like Dracula |
| Best make sure you Heaven-sent |
| Never hide the evidence |
| Used to be my nigga, now I’m rampaging your residence |
| Pay my dues, |
| Still they wasn’t, these fools |
| my niggas I knew back in middle school |
| What happened to blazing bags |
| Hanging out and skipping class |
| Now you in the dead position, bitch, you want to blast |
| Hating us superior |
| Scummy as bacteria |
| Murdering your ass, now I’m meeting the criteria |
| Ain’t no use in being shamed |
| Blood on your mirror frame |
| And that was provided from my Desert Eagle to the brain |
| I’m deranged, born crazed |
| Shimmy to the turning lane |
| Couldn’t trust this nigga, so I took his ass out the game |
| My nigga told me once don’t you trust them motherfuckers |
| They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers |
| My nigga told me once don’t you trust them motherfuckers |
| They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers |
| My nigga told me once don’t you trust them motherfuckers |
| They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers |
| My nigga told me once don’t you trust them motherfuckers |
| They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers |
| Ash to ash, dust to dust |
| How many motherfuckers that I can’t trust |
| I can’t trust such, I can’t trust such |
| And I sure can’t trust that nigga that be riding in that black truck |
| And I can’t trust my gal, see, my gal, she snitch |
| And I can’t trust that bitch, 'cause a bitch is a bitch |
| And I can’t trust that nigga that I use to hang with |
| 'Cause that nigga I use to hang with’ll fold like a bitch |
| And I can’t trust chuck, 'cause chuck hear what |
| Have me walking 'round here singing shookey like dookey |
| And I can’t trust my, 'cause my |
| Bust out my window and rolled |
| All over my car, nigga you know who I am |
| Rat-tat-tat is my label, pushing bodies in bag |
| Bodies in bag and have your ass walking, lookin' sad |
| Shouldn’t have fucked with me my nigga, put them bodies in bag, nigga |
| My nigga told me once don’t you trust them motherfuckers |
| They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers |
| My nigga told me once don’t you trust them motherfuckers |
| They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers |
| My nigga told me once don’t you trust them motherfuckers |
| They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers |
| My nigga told me once don’t you trust them motherfuckers |
| They act like they your thugs but they phony motherfuckers |